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The Creekers - Follow The Sound
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Текст песни: Well, go ahead and turn out the lights
Yes, sir, crank up my mic
Gather your rowdy friends
You can meet us where the blacktop ends
It ain't too hard to find
Cross the creek bed and take your time
May look like a dead-end road
Won't you shut it off and listen real close?
Follow the sound of that old banjo
You can hear that upright beat way down in your soul
Hear them strings bounce off every holler road
A place where the moon shine and the bluegrass just seem to grow
Got a stash that never runs dry
Corn liquor that'll blow your mind
A place where your worries fade
And only good memories are made
We can dance all night till the morning light
Leave sober, but you still feel high
Follow the sound of that old banjo
You can hear that upright beat way down in your soul
Hear them strings bounce off every hollow road
A place where the moon shine and the bluegrass just seem to grow
A place where the moon shine and the bluegrass will always grow
Yes, sir, crank up my mic
Gather your rowdy friends
You can meet us where the blacktop ends
It ain't too hard to find
Cross the creek bed and take your time
May look like a dead-end road
Won't you shut it off and listen real close?
Follow the sound of that old banjo
You can hear that upright beat way down in your soul
Hear them strings bounce off every holler road
A place where the moon shine and the bluegrass just seem to grow
Got a stash that never runs dry
Corn liquor that'll blow your mind
A place where your worries fade
And only good memories are made
We can dance all night till the morning light
Leave sober, but you still feel high
Follow the sound of that old banjo
You can hear that upright beat way down in your soul
Hear them strings bounce off every hollow road
A place where the moon shine and the bluegrass just seem to grow
A place where the moon shine and the bluegrass will always grow
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